[ONGOING] 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓.
#2 in vkook
No one had ever looked at him and seen perfection-until now.
Delicate and loving omega Jeon Jungkook has met his father's associates in the past, but the gorgeous, half Italian Alpha Kim Taehyung(Vitale...
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(Inspo for Taehyung's inner turmoil in this chapter..)
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The house was dark and quiet when Jungkook got home, with no seething Taehyung waiting at the front door this time, just echoing silence as he made his way upstairs and back into the spare bedroom.
After a hot shower, Jungkook collapsed into bed and didn't stir until the following morning, when he woke to bright sunlight. He sat up in confusion as he tried to get his bearings and saw that he wasn't in the spare bedroom anymore. He was back in the master suite and a glance down at the empty space next to his confirmed that Taehyung had indeed slept beside him.
Jungkook peeked down at himself and was relieved to note that he still had on the T-shirt he had worn to bed.
He checked the clock and groaned when he discovered that he had slept till nearly ten in the morning.
Pushing the tumbled mass of his hair out of his face, Jungkook got up and was alarmed when the room started spinning wildly. He stumbled forward before reaching for the headboard of the bed and steadying himself.
He frowned slightly as he tried to recall the last time he had had a decent meal...definitely not the previous day's breakfast, which had come back up after that overheard phone call, or lunch, which had been spoiled by Taehyung's appearance at Yoongi and Jimin's place, and dinner had been a nonevent.
Even though Yoongi and Jimin had urged him to eat the night before, Jungkook just could not stomach the thought of food after the day he'd had! Saturday had been much of the same; all he'd had to eat was popcorn at the movies.
Now he was paying the price for all those missed meals. Heading for the shower, he decided to treat himself to a decent brunch. Monday was Phumzile's day off, and they had no other live-in staff, so Jungkook had the house to himself. He was looking forward to spending the day on his own, trying to figure out what his next move would be.
He couldn't leave Taehyung and it seemed that Taehyung couldn't leave him. So what now? Sighing, he decided to switch off his brain until after he'd eaten lest he lose his appetite again.
Less than an hour later Jungkook was dry-heaving over the Toilet in the downstairs guest bathroom.
Just the smell of frying bacon and eggs had been enough to set him off.
After his stomach stopped revolting, he stumbled out onto the patio, as far away from the nauseating smell of cooked food as he could possibly get, and sank down onto a chaise lounge overlooking the huge infinity swimming pool.
"No..." Jungkook whispered, staring blindly at the edge of the pool, where the aquamarine water of the pool seemed to merge with the darker blue of the ocean and the cobalt blue of sky. "No, no, no, no...no...please, God! No..."
